Small Town America: Malls

Grassy mound, at The Nanuet Mall.

One of the worst experiences about country life are the malls. They kinda suck the life out of people and places through the merciless sell sell sell of things. A lesser mind can get turned around in this fake Shangri La, a tempting NeverLand of beautiful objects priced just high enough to drain your wallet, making someone else rich. I'm not going to say malls destroy the environment, because that's easy and they provide jobs, but calling them blights on the landscape is justified.

Up.

Where the grassy mound sat was the last hold out from the early 70s boom in Rockland's economy, a time when young families from the city moved on up, and there one old lady sat in her old house as a reminder of our rural past, a real life version of the animated movie "Up". When she died, the developers finally moved in, and I found this mound where her house was a fitting tribute to her courage against the forces of Capitalism, the green earth not unlike a burial mound, some of the things I contemplated sitting at a red light.

How do you do honor the past in the present?

http://www.rocklandtimes.com/2012/11/29/simon-group-guts-ferrettis-home/